So much of it lost, so much of it stolen. I don’t know that I would call it recklessness, I was just trying to… live. To live the way I wanted to. Like others so easily do. To trust, to love. To hope and smile.
So much of the light I once held, just gone. I can’t risk it anymore. I don’t know what happens when it’s all gone. They never spoke about this growing up, we were never taught about this in school.
I can’t risk it anymore, so I have caged the last remaining bit of light I have. To keep it safe, away from monsters. From me.
I don’t know what this will do to it. I don’t know if it can survive captivity.
Safe, but at what cost?
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